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Come in, babe |
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Across these purple fields |
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The sun has sunk behind you |
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Across these purple fields |
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That idiot-boy in the corner |
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Is speaking deviated truths |
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Come on, admit it, babe |
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It's a wonderful life |
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If you can find it |
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If you can find it |
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If you can find it |
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It's a wonderful life that you bring |
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Ooh it's a wonderful thing |
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Speak our secret into your hands |
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And hold it in between |
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Plunge your hands into the water |
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And drown it in the sea |
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There will be nothing between us, baby |
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But the air that we breathe |
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Don't cry |
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It's a wonderful, wonderful life |
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If you can find it |
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If you can find it |
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If you can find it |
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It's a wonderful life that you bring |
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It's a wonderful, wonderful thing |
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We can build our dungeons in the air |
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And sit and cry the blues |
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We can stomp across this world |
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With nails hammered through our shoes |
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We can join that troubled chorus |
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Who criticise and accuse |
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It don't matter much |
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We got nothing much to lose |
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But this wonderful life |
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If you can find it |
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And when you find it |
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And when you find it |
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It's a wonderful life that you bring |
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It's a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful thing |
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Sometimes our secrets are all we've got |
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With our lives we must defend |
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Sometimes the air between us, babe |
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Is unbearably thin |
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Sometimes it's wise to lay down your gloves |
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And just give in |
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Come in, come in |
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Come in, come in |
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To this wonderful life |
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If you can find it |
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And if you find it |
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It's a wonderful life that you bring |
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It's a wonderful, wonderful thing |
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It's a wonderful life |
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It's a wonderful life |